Wan, pale, red-eyed, she’s
the poster wife of Wynette’s
song, “Stand By Your Man.”
Silda Wall Spitzer
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Wan, pale, red-eyed, she’s
the poster wife of Wynette’s
song, “Stand By Your Man.”
Category Archives: sacrifice
Saving grace
While I throw pennies
into a coin jar, Bear Stearns
gets a big bailout.
Fuzzy logic
posted to my Twitter account
I need sleep, but I * need to work but I need sleep * to work can’t think straight.
Lost cell phone
Left in Manhattan
cab. Friends’ numbers, pix of my
kids in strangers’ hands.
Daylight Savings Time – March 9
Spring ahead and lose
an hour. What I could have done
in that length of time…
Double entendre overheard at LaGuardia
“We’re domestic,” a
blonde woman tells her daughter
in line at the gate.
Morning in LeFrak City
On a cluttered Queens
balcony he stands, watching
the complex decay.
Dubious milestone
Just over five months
This one four hundred fifty
Art or wasted time?
I’ve lied to you
A haiku a day?
Not quite. Some days the tap runs,
some days it’s bone dry.
Headache
Accomplished nothing
’til I took Motrin a whip
that tamed this tiger
a haiku a day 